April 2013
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Suffocating
It’s smothering
this skin
clingy and close
Somedays
I wish I could escape it
escape me
for just a little while
Somedays
it would be hard to return
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Bolt
Most days
I wake hoping
to feel inspired
But it strikes
like a lightning bolt
at the most unpredictable
places.
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On Seeing the Clouds While Driving Home
The evening clouds
were magic: light, dark, glowing,
breathing through the sky.
nataliecrown asked: Not yet! I am currently in the process of sending it off to agents. It's an exciting time but I'm not a very patient person so I have to resist the temptation to just self publish on amazon. I really only want to do that as a last resort! What sorta stuff do you write?
March 2013
2 posts
Which sounds better?
nataliecrown:
anjones:
Which sounds better and/or more interesting??
Phoenix Flare
Phoenix Kindled
Phoenix Spark
I like Phoenix Kindled best…but it depends on which is most appropriate plot wise?
Phoenix Kindled does fit best plot wise but I wasn’t sure if it sounds funky…?
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Which sounds better?
Which sounds better and/or more interesting??
Phoenix Flare
Phoenix Kindled
Phoenix Spark
January 2013
2 posts
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but you didn't.
When I went to bed
I was upset, I was angry,
acting like I slept
When you crawled in too
I stayed awake just hoping
you’d kiss me goodnight
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Lessons Learned in 2012
*Life is Not Fair
(but no one promised it would be).
Things happen that you can’t control and that you are helpless against. Sometimes it’s all you can do to hold on. Friends help. So does family. But you have to find something inside yourself as well. Find it. Hold on.
*Making Friends can be Hard.
People aren’t all who they present themselves to be. It can...
December 2012
2 posts
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The Good and the Bad of It
Some days (and nights too)
it feels like a single breath
could knock me over
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Happy End of the World Eve
If the world ends tomorrow
we just spent its destruction’s
eve doing what we always do:
relaxing
comfortable on couches
letting the screen/music/whatever
fill our heads with fiction.
Perhaps we should have celebrated
or at least gave a thought
but it isn’t too late
Yet.
If the world does
not
end
let’s promise
Ourselves
to spend more time
...
November 2012
1 post
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227,220
Estimated word count of my now “done” novel!! (barring any more edits….)
October 2012
2 posts
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Swell
There are times
days
nights
moments between
when my tongue is bitten
it begs to dance
tell the world something
anything
but it’s much too swollen
to work properly
and can’t waltz
or foxtrot
or even dance interpretively.
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Fallen haiku
On nights like this one
I miss how the rain falls down
and kisses the ground
Summer’s gone now
and many things have fallen
The rain still hasn’t.
September 2012
2 posts
foreshadowed-deactivated2012100 asked: Hi, I just wanted to say I'm really enjoying reading through your work.
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More&More
The world saddens me
(more and more)
because
people are fickle
animals
and nothing suits them.
Too afraid
to be judged
unfit.
We lose ourselves
we lose our family
(good people)
more and more
and the sun shines
a bit less
than it used to, it seems.
Everyday I’m reminded
of the struggle
between land and water
heat and cold
(inside me).
With each...
August 2012
1 post
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Inner Truths
I am who I am
and you can’t change that
and neither can I
essentially.
July 2012
6 posts
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Impossibly
Sometimes I feel that
my body cannot contain
everything I feel.
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So tired
of being disappointed
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Wreck
I’m a wreck
and you know it
not through any fault of yours
no
I do this myself
and I’m just lucky you’re there
to keep me
going.
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“Que voy hacer? Je suis perdue”
– Manu chao
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Ramble in haiku
I’m always searching
for another connection…but
can’t seem to find one.
People are all talk,
it seems, like a showy flash
of color that’s gone.
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Nostalgic
What is it—
the creature that clings to your spine
cuddling
while the other claw tugs your heart
downward
and it whispers through your blood
hissing
reminding you of all
…that you don’t have
…that you once had
…that you can no longer have.
It’s no use
surgery
the thing is so intimately close
separation
would pull you to pieces.
June 2012
3 posts
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Reunion
Walking in, almost
like being back in high school-
familiar faces
the same…but also
not the same, change reflected
In everyone’s eyes,
and I remember
the past-its beauty and scars-
I leave it behind.
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Confessions
*i get frustrated when what I say gets misconstrued.
*i get frustrated when I have problems and few places to vent/people to vent to
*trying to get to know someone oddly makes me feel like a stalker
*i have few good friends and am usually on the lookout for more
*music is my therapy often
*the world sometimes makes me feel hopeless/helpless
*i act more confident at work than I usually am
*i...
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For Now, At Least
The world is ugly
and everyone knows it, too
everyone but you.
May 2012
1 post
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Tai Chi Haiku
Moving so slowly
Every breath you take, the world
Breathes along with you.
April 2012
5 posts
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Sometimes I fuck up
I must ask pardon
for the way I am…you see
I am not perfect.
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Nearness
Sometimes I can’t breathe
I feel my skin suffocate
From lack of your touch.
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Rsvp
What misery loves
is company…so I think
I’ll throw a party.
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Character
Today I saw a woman and instantly wanted to put her in a book. She was tall, skinny, wore skin-tight-Olivia-newton-John-grease-pants and a denim jacket with the sleeves cut off, had short, bleach blonde spiky hair, and wore an eyepatch. Her confidence was all shimmery in the air around her and, all in all, wasn’t a bad looking lady. One day she will definitely make an appearance in one of my...
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These Days
Poetry
is not coming to me
very easily
March 2012
4 posts
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I Held a Dying Man's Hand
The weight of it
is different in my hand
as is the feel,
the warmth
almost as if you already
are gone
and your body,
your hand
hasn’t realized
still
I hold it in my own
intending comfort
for one or both
of us.
.
.
(dedicated to D)
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February 2012
3 posts
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Novel update
Yeah…I haven’t posted in a WHILE. I’m trying very hard to finish editing that *pesky* novel of mine…and my mind has been consumed by house buying stuff. So…if any of you all like what I write…sorry! I will be more productive!
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Conversations in the Dark
They sat in a darkened room while the TV droned on before them.
“I miss the safety of childhood. It was thrilling, and warm,” she said, toying with her bracelet.
His voice was soft. “Not everyone’s was.”
She turned her head, waiting.
“Safe.”
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a room growing smaller (by seconds)
The other day
loading the dishwasher
I got lost (in thought)
and felt (for an instant)
the edges of time
against my shoulders.
It was .exquisite.
January 2012
3 posts
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Saturday Morning
Lying here with you,
the sheets and blankets twisted,
is where I belong.
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Wake Me Up!
I feel zombie-like
walking through life in a daze
shuffling, shuffling feet.
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Battles
I never believed
that It would win.
Finding out
has felt like
going and buying
a shiny red balloon
filling it full of helium
tying a string to it
and waiting
looking up at its smooth surface
bobbing by your side
and always waiting.
Then,
finally,
reaching up
(the string between
forefinger and thumb)
letting go,
and the balloon
drops
to the ground.
...
December 2011
3 posts
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Spiritually speaking
I need advice.
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Eyes up
Don’t blink now…
you might miss
only
…everything
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Edge of the World
I can feel the edge
of the world under my toes
sometimes it scares me.
November 2011
6 posts
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Sometimes I Feel This Way
The world is on fire;
smoldering, growing hotter.
I choke on its fumes.
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Greetings
With a laugh, she takes
my hand and pumps it up, down,
says, “How do you do?”
Her eyes are wide pools,
her nails, painted red, are chipped.
Shaking my hand, she grins.
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Novel update...woohoo
First read through of unfinished novel done! Now to fix all the little things I made notes about…
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When I miss you
When I miss you
It’s not just the way your lips turn up
It’s not just the way your laugh rumbles through me
It’s not just the way your fingers brace me
Don’t mistake me
When I miss you
It’s all of those things
but especially
specifically
unconditionally
It’s just you.
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Delicate
Your lips are feathers
and when you whisper to me
they tickle my ear.
